It seems Destiny has destined to deny me Appointment,
Why then should I feel shocked; hurt, need not l lament.
Was I appointed to have an apt appointment with perfidy,
That's why I magically turn betrayer's tragedy to comedy.
I've copiously cautioned my cautious conscience
Conscientiously careful to be of unconsciousness!
I won't be fiercely fooled of the fool's foolishness
Who is fully filled with foolishness called smartness!
I've banked on a betrayal and I've been bankrupted;
Being a being my believe was bereft and belittled.
O If I'd been a baby I'd be booed by the booing of a bull!
The Ruler of rulers have ruled my roles, my soul to rule.
I'm not sorrowed by your cruelty, even Cain killed Ab'l
Same-blooded brothers; consanguineous betrayal.
The betrayal of the betrayer is disloyal to my trier
I'm the royal rebel of mendacity; traitor of the liar.
To punch and hit my foe, if I stone my smeary stone
And it hit a fellow on fore-head, need I not moan,
It means the fellow is not a friend but a fiendish foe.
Ay! I won't feel sad to stone the son of a soulful sow.
If taunting falsified lexemes is termed furiously treason,
I'm ready to rebel the fiefdom of falsehood with my reason.
I, the thrush of poetics; the patriotic parrot of fidelity.
If Truth is a poison, I'm ready to drink to revive integrity.
*Ola Rotimi( Thrush of poetics)*